I’ve got a mission, it’s just a simple thing
I’ve only one ambition, to have the right to bring you
Your coffee in the morning
And kisses in the night
The first thing that you learn is that you’ve always got to wait…
I’m on my second cup of coffee
And I still can’t face the day.
Slip me a slug from that wonderful mug
And I’ll cut a rug til I’m snug in a jug.
Drop a nickel in the pot, Joe,
Takin’ it slow
Waiter, waiter, percolator…
Coffee and tea, and the java and me,
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup…
Are you a broken record, baby?
I am a cup of tea,
To wake you up and bring you glee!
My ship sets sail at half past three,
But you’ll lose your mind if you follow me…
Something on my mind
Breaking open doors I had sealed up before
Something on my mind
Makes me run when I thought I’d run too far
Who’s gonna shake a corner of my mind today?
What’s in those dusty rooms, I fear for in every way
But I will fly
But I will fly…
I’m gonna get me a motorcycle, blast off to the moon.
I believe I can fly…
I believe I can touch the sky…
I never thought I could feel so free, flyin’ away on a wing and a prayer.
I like your theory, but it won’t pass no test:
You’re so confident, it’s starting to freak me out
If I don’t get some coffee right now
I’m a gonna freak.
Here I go now.
Here I go again on my own
Goin’ down the only road I’ve ever known
It’s just easier than dealing with the pain.
Runaway train, never goin’ back - wrong way on a one-way track.
Mental wounds not healing
Life’s a bitter shame
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
Well I’ll be fine, I’m only screaming in my head.
But I can fly, I close my eyes and I can fly.
If you want to be a bird, it won’t take much to get you up there.
But when you come down, land on your feet.
Let me tell you just what we’ll do
Plant a gravy seed, just me and you
And grow some dreams
We’ll have a baby on the Gravy Rainbow
I’m more than a bird.
I’m more than a plane.
I’m a birdplane.
I can eat diesel-flavored birdseed…
Well if you’re gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough.
And I was a seed. In the womb of her dream of a seed.
Born in a science lab, late one night?
Without a mother or a father, just a test tube and a womb with a view?
I’m a huboon, baby I’m a cross between a human and an ape!
We’re just tryin’ to be friendly, come and watch us sing and play.
We’re the young generation, and we’ve got something to say!
Hey, hey, we’re the Monkees!
…and people say we monkey around…